Where on earth is the remote Yasaka no Mikoto, the one we should worship and worship?
Controlled by civilization, faith is in the autumn sky
Still, he's a god, so we'll stop whining and work hard to understand him, the entertainment of the town
That's true...rather than swearing to fate and wishing for him,
God has his own convenience, and if we lose faith, it's over immediately
It's not easy, risking one's life doesn't exist
Practice mode
If you give him grace and respect, his character will change
Back to basics from such a materialistic thinking
If it's a one-way faith, it's a new religion and it's progressing
It's absurd to abandon the gods, and the current situation of the meaning of existence is unknown
But there's no popularity, and the shrine will fall into ruin and suffering
Whipping the fragility and withering, the crows gather again tonight
Offerings without noise, no idea of the future, kicking away the boundary line Details of my lineage and appearance are unknown.
People don't come near me like this, and it's an honor that gets in the way of a clue to hope.
I put away the things I want to say, and the requirements and issues that continue to pile up.
No matter how much I wish for it, a selfish thought appears.
Never give up.
Because it's a small thing, my important feelings are always at the door.
Turn it away, it's a difficult question to see, but it's a small thing to me.
Go away.
What face will you show now? Even consulting is a joke.
So what should we do? The first solution is to wipe it away without any connection. A rare festival that is like a miracle, more than a worship.
Drink and make noise, party up forever.
The sound of the festival music swaying, everyone is excited and singing, tonight is a free-for-all.
Hearing rumors on the wind, an unusual parade of one hundred demons begins. Everyone forgets their position and makes noise, and the ancient battlefield is bathed in sunlight.
The eternal banquet continues for many nights, but the people gathered are different. Carrying melancholy
Dancing away even the forgotten memories, I realize it's already morning, and now the Gensokyo becomes a party where we lose track of time
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